Please be my mommy

chapter 10

Arthit pov

"Hey mister, wake up. HELLO" i tickled Nine's sides. He was giggling but refused to open his eyes. "Your daddy has made strawberry smoothie" he shook his head "i don't wike sm-moothie"

He must have made them for me and him then. That poor guy, I'm sure he has never experienced true love all his life. If someone doesn't believe in love then they probably didn't know how it feels to be on.

I might sound like a dreamer or your love strucked best friend but  you donno how it really feels to wait for your mate and fall in love altogether. And if you're not still convinced with my opinion, then BITCH!! Go away.

Yes, i love kongpob. But that doesn't mean i have to agree to every single word he utter. It doesn't work like that. Leave my fuckin hope alone.

"Angel" Nine pulled my shirt.

"Oh sorry Ninie, i zoned out" i pinched his cheeks.

"Shall we pway R-RRace" he asked.

"Sure, why not"

I didn't know playing race was running with a stuffie in hand. This is the twenty seventh round Nine's stuffie sloth is winning.

"We should stop here" i said panting with hands on my knees.

Kongpob chuckled looking at my state "it looks like you've started the never ending race game"

"You could have warned me"  i rolled my eyes. He raised his hands in surrender and shook his head.

"Arthit, my hair overgrew. Can you cut it?" Kongpob asked looking himself on the wash basin mirror.

"The only thing i had to cut, is your ego" he kicked my butt, i rubbed it and tried to kick him back but he dodged it easily.

It has been 3 weeks since the lockdown. The rain stopped before two days and the flood is still not drained. Me and kongpob are getting along really well. Nine has grown more affectionate over me. So do i.

"Cut daddy h-hair" Nine bounced on the floor.

"Well yes baby boy, let's cut your daddy's hair" i kissed his head and took clippers, trimmer, and a scissor.

"Kongpob sit right here" i pulled the chair far away from the bathtub. "Nine will have to bath next and i don't want hairs to float around in the water"

"Okay okay geez, you don't have to shout" he sat facing the mirror.

While spraying water on his hair, nine brought another chair and knelt on it. "Be careful" i mumbled and went on with the work.

"Angel, daddy c-can have b-bangs?" Nine couldn't go to his speech therapy due to all the chaos. Now I'm giving him training at home after talking to his therapist. He is doing really well.

"Ofcourse, tell me what haircut we should give him" kongpob's eyes widened. "You're not letting him cut, are you?" He asked holding my hands. I shrugged my shoulders up and started cutting the extras.

"Angel"

"Yes mister" i asked not taking my attention off his hair.

"W-will you be my mom-mmy?" I dropped the scissor gulping.

Kongpob laughed arching his head back. I was still couldn't get out from the Shock.

"Well that's not possible hero. Daddy doesn't want another mommy" kongpob explained to Nine to which Nine wasn't very happy. "And i don't think your Angel like me. He only likes you"

"Right arthit?" kongpob asked booping Nine's nose.

"Ughh, y-eah" i stuttered hiding my hurt well. Nowadays I'm trying hard to terminate my feelings for him. Falling for a straight man After knowing there is absolutely no chance is waste of time and it might emotionally affect my performance. Me and kongpob have this beautiful friendship between us, i would like to keep it that way.

"Nine, don't take your hands to your mouth. Corona virus" kongpob said pulling Nine to his lap.

"Don't say that" i slapped his shoulder.

"Why?" He scrunched his face in confusion.

"Children will not be able to understand it's a virus and might give it a body or form and will be terrified by it. So just tell him it's not hygienic to suck his fingers" i said.

"I see, you'll be a great father" kongpob smiled me through the front mirror.

"Angel will not be anyone's father but my momm-my" Nine yelled stomping his feet and barged out of the room.

My jaw dropped and so was kongpob's. Nine said full sentence without stuttering except the mommy part. Whoa the therapy is working.

"Arthit did you see that" i nodded. "Yeahh. That's an improvement"

"Does this mean, he will talk like normal kids and lead a peaceful life without getting bullied?" Kongpob asked gazing at the exit door.

"One hundred percent" i patted his shoulder and we both went to talk to the little trouble maker.

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